Atharva Veda

The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

Translation by Ralph T.H. Griffith



A prayer to Soma, the Maruts, Mitra, and Varuna, for protection

1          May it glide harmless by in this our sacrifice, O Soma, God!
            Maruts, be gracious unto us.
            Let not disaster, let not malison find us out; let not abominable
            guiles discover us.

2          Mitra and Varuna, ye twain, turn carefully away from us
            The deadly dart that flies to-day, the missile of the wicked ones.

3          Ward off from this side and from that, O Varuna, the deadly dart:
            Give us thy great protection, turn the lethal weapon far away.

4          A mighty Ruler thus art thou, unconquered, vanquisher of foes,
            Even thou whose friend is never slain, whose friend is never over-come.


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